Sooooo....
This is long so yeah.
Earlier in the month, my biological father has resurfaced from out the cut and called me. As it turns out, my fathers’ absence is due to the fact that he was deported back to The Dominican Republic just before I was born. And if anyone knows about deportation, they’re are different kinds of bans that are issued based on whatever you did to be removed from the country. He explained to me that he moved here when was 17 and became apart of a Dominican drug gang out in Brooklyn.
About two years later he met my mom. I asked my mom and she of course confirmed it. She said that he would always how he would leave for like weeks and return like it was nothing and she got sick of it and left him. A year later, they met up again and started messing around again. When my mom found out she was pregnant with me she said he was happy but he got more and more distant from her than before.
So stuff got bad was when she would let him pick my older brother up from school. One day she found drugs in his backpack. He says that he put it in there because he knew they wouldn’t look in there when the cops searched his car and forgot to take it out. Then my grandparents got involved and told my mom that he wasn’t allowed near my brother anymore. My brother’s father found out and he confronted my father and a fight broke out (of course).
Members from my fathers’ gang got word and started threatening my brother’s father and my grandparents. Authorities got involved and when they were trespassing on my grandparents’ property and they found a whole bunch of guns and drugs in the car they were using. So the men that were caught cut a deal with the Feds and pinned the blame on my father, which evidently got him deported. My mom was 8 months pregnant with me when they took him away. He says he is currently banned permanently from reentering the U.S. Hence why I’ve never seen him my entire life. Last week we skyped for the first time and I almost cried when I seen just how much I look like him. I got to see his pregnant wife and their 3 sons.
This entire month has been exhausting and refreshing at the same time, but I wouldn’t have made without my boobala Tristian. After he graduates from college in June, we’re gonna fly down to the DR to meet them. So yeah that’s been what’s up with me *slides back into the cut*
Not trying to be funny but this sound like a good ass movie 😂😂😂 It’s nice y’all getting reconnected and he kept it real with you. It’s better to know than to be in the dark. I have a lot of friends who don’t even know what they daddy look like so at least even though it’s hitting you like a pound of bricks y’all getting reconnected.
I know!! Like a ghetto ass Spanish Harlem fanfic. I'm surprised he was so open, but I guess he owed to me for missing 20 years of my life. I need to be Rosetta Stoned in Spanish before June on top my school courseload 😩. Tristian knows spanish though.
